Antología de Cuentos
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⋆𐙚₊ 𝐀 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋆𐙚₊ ~𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐭! ｡✧ Prologue "माझं तुझ्यावर प्रेम आहे." Majha tujhyavar prem aahe. "I'm in love with you," he said. His voice was rough. Low. And in Marathi-for the first time. He never spoke in his mother tongue before. But now... he did. For me. And in that moment, I didn't know whether to smile... or shatter. Was I supposed to feel happy? Because all I felt was numb. I couldn't believe this was real. Not him. Not this moment. It felt like a cruel, twisted fantasy. No. No, this can't be happening. It's my birthday. Maybe I drank too much. Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe... he's playing with me. Again. "You're not lying... right?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. My heart pounded like a warning siren. This felt like a game. A trap. His expression didn't change- but something in his eyes shifted. Dark. Unreadable. Dangerous. Why now? Why me? Tears stung the corners of my eyes, and I hated that he saw them. Because the truth is- I don't know how to react to a man who once broke me... now telling me he loves me. Not when his love feels like poison- sweet on the surface, deadly underneath. And yet, a part of me wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall. Even if I knew I'd be falling onto broken glass. Because that's what his love is. Beautiful. Addictive. Painful. And now it's mine. Whether I survive it or not... ｡✧ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩
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𝙞 𝙖𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘. 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙... 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘. ♪ ❤︎˚.࿐ྂ。 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗻𝗼, 𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂. ✦ 𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀! #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘀𝘁. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸. #𝟮 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. #𝟯 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗼𝘆. #𝟭𝟬 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲. #𝟭𝟬 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲. [𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲/𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺, 𝗲𝘁𝗰.]Complete
A Pack of Misfits: Our lives
"Looking back on the events of the past year, I can only really say two official things. Some days I hate it, some days I do not and I would never trade this for the world. No, not even Fenrir, no matter how much that surprises me. A new day's dawning, just over the horizon. Just keep looking and I know that you will find one. Goodnight. ~ Loki Draken." Snippets from the Pack's life, from the New year following Fenrir joining them to the very end...or not. New people turn up, old people as well, randomness happens and they have fun all-round. Just a few technically unrelated one-shots from the Pack's life. NOTE: Everything (Read; all the stories) are now undergoing some serious editing, so when you see that update, don't ignore it, it could be important information that you will be lost without. Like for example; every hint towards Loki's past. Sequel to 'A Pack of Misfits.' Book two in the A Pack of Misfits 'series. Sequel to this one up on my profile (APoM: A Tale of Two Times, or the other one, APoM: Something else Entirely, both are fine to read, but AToTT ties in more directly with this book)Complete
𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌
"𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒊'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏." "𝒊 𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏." "𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢．" 𝐀 𝐁𝐒𝐃 𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐫 (𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐩, 🖤🤍) 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ⚠️ 𝐓𝐖: 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⚠️ [𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 :) ]Complete
Nuestro Si? Si.
Nuestro Sí? Sí. es una historia sobre el amor joven, el autodescubrimiento y los lazos familiares. Algunas historias de amor comienzan con un "sí", otras con incertidumbre, y algunas se escriben entre líneas de conversaciones nocturnas, miradas prolongadas y la silenciosa valentía de dos almas que buscan encontrarse. A través de mensajes llenos de risas, vulnerabilidad y revelaciones sinceras, Rafa de 22 años casi 23, que enfrenta las expectativas sociales y la homofobia internalizada-explora un romance reavivado con Martin, de 30 años recién cumplidos. Entre la paciencia tejida en el destino y una conexión tan profunda que convirtió cada amor pasado en un mero prólogo, su viaje se convierte en más que una historia de amor: es un camino hacia el autodescubrimiento, la fe y la aceptación de su verdadero ser. Porque hay amores que transforman, que desafían la duda y que enseñan que, a veces, lo más valioso es aquello que se construye con el tiempo. ¿Será su "sí" un destino escrito? ¿O se convertirá en un "qué hubiera sido" perdido en los ecos del tiempo y las circunstancias?
"Stage" Gay. || Brallon ||
When Brendon gets a crush on his band member,, and shit happens. || smut warning || cringe warning || I'm currently rewriting this book...Complete
⋆𐙚₊ 𝐀 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋆𐙚₊ ~𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐭! ｡✧ Prologue "माझं तुझ्यावर प्रेम आहे." Majha tujhyavar prem aahe. "I'm in love with you," he said. His voice was rough. Low. And in Marathi-for the first time. He never spoke in his mother tongue before. But now... he did. For me. And in that moment, I didn't know whether to smile... or shatter. Was I supposed to feel happy? Because all I felt was numb. I couldn't believe this was real. Not him. Not this moment. It felt like a cruel, twisted fantasy. No. No, this can't be happening. It's my birthday. Maybe I drank too much. Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe... he's playing with me. Again. "You're not lying... right?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. My heart pounded like a warning siren. This felt like a game. A trap. His expression didn't change- but something in his eyes shifted. Dark. Unreadable. Dangerous. Why now? Why me? Tears stung the corners of my eyes, and I hated that he saw them. Because the truth is- I don't know how to react to a man who once broke me... now telling me he loves me. Not when his love feels like poison- sweet on the surface, deadly underneath. And yet, a part of me wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall. Even if I knew I'd be falling onto broken glass. Because that's what his love is. Beautiful. Addictive. Painful. And now it's mine. Whether I survive it or not... ｡✧ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩
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